Chapter 86 of 100
Chapter 86: Retreat
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As they watched the blood-robed martial artists leave, everyone felt a lingering sense of fear, their hearts filled with the relief of surviving a crisis.
These blood-robed martial artists were truly too powerful, especially Ouyang Yuan. Even Bu Feiyue might not be his match. If it weren't for Chu Jianqiu, no one present today would have been able to leave alive.
Chu Jianqiu, watching Ouyang Yuan's departure, also felt a sigh of relief. If the fight had continued, although he wasn't afraid of Ouyang Yuan, he would have had to reveal many of his trump cards.
In such a perilous environment, it wasn't a good thing for others to know too much about his trump cards and methods. His primary mission in entering this secret realm was to obtain the Tian Ji Xuanlong Grass; there was no need to waste his trump cards on Ouyang Yuan.
Moreover, Ouyang Yuan gave him an extremely eerie feeling. Even if he used all his means, he might not be able to kill him. The final result would likely be a lose-lose situation.
With Bu Feiyue and others eyeing him like tigers, if he and Ouyang Yuan fought to a lose-lose situation, his position would become very dangerous.
In this battle, over twenty people from the Xuanjian Sect were killed or injured, and the Blood Fiend Sect left behind more than a dozen corpses.
This new secret realm had become a meat grinder, continuously reaping the lives of disciples from both sects.
Seeing the bodies of their fellow disciples, everyone felt a deep sadness. The fate of these fellow disciples might very well be their own future. This secret realm trial was far more brutal than they had imagined, and they didn't know how long they could survive.
Most of these inner disciples had never encountered Blood Fiend Sect martial artists before. Some of them had never even left their sect, and if they did, it was only within the jurisdiction of the Xuanjian Sect. They had never experienced such brutal battles.
These Xuanjian Sect disciples usually thought their strength was already formidable, but they had no clear understanding of the outside world. This time, coming to the new secret realm and fighting with the Blood Fiend Sect disciples, they were consistently overpowered.
Facing the Blood Fiend Sect disciples, they couldn't gain any advantage, which left these Xuanjian Sect disciples with a great sense of defeat.
Thinking about the bleak future ahead, a dark cloud hung over everyone's hearts. Many disciples had already developed the intention to retreat, wanting to return to the entrance of the secret realm and wait for it to open.
To those who wanted to retreat, Bu Feiyue coldly said, "The secret realm is now full of Blood Fiend Sect disciples. We have a chance of survival if we stay together, but if you return alone, you will only meet your death halfway! Besides, don't forget our mission this time."
Hearing Bu Feiyue's words, those who had the intention to retreat dared not mention it again. Following the group might still offer a chance of survival, but if they were alone and encountered Blood Fiend Sect disciples, it would truly be a dead end.
Of course, Bu Feiyue wasn't genuinely concerned for the disciples. He just wanted to maintain the strength of the group. The larger the group, the safer he would be.
Otherwise, if only a few people were with him, and they encountered a large group of Blood Fiend Sect disciples, he would be dead. With so many cannon fodder, at least he could buy time to escape.
After encountering Ouyang Yuan, Bu Feiyue himself had also developed the intention to retreat. The danger of this secret realm trial far exceeded his expectations.
He originally thought that, with his ranking of thirtieth among the inner disciples, entering the secret realm to hunt Blood Fiend Sect disciples would be a piece of cake, and these contribution points would be like free gifts.
But when he truly faced these blood-robed martial artists from the Blood Fiend Sect, he realized how naive his previous thoughts were. The strength of these blood-robed martial artists far exceeded his imagination. Even a random True Qi Ninth Rank blood-robed martial artist could fight him to a standstill.
He was ranked thirtieth among the inner disciples, and there were hundreds of True Qi Ninth Rank martial artists in the inner disciples. Being in the top hundred was already a remarkable achievement, let alone being ranked thirtieth, which placed him among the peak of the inner disciples, excluding the Sea Transformation Realm experts.
But even such a powerful martial artist like him found it difficult to deal with the Blood Fiend Sect's blood-robed martial artists.
However, even if he had the intention to retreat, he could only push forward. The strongest martial artists of the Xuanjian Sect were likely gathered near the Xuanlong Mountain, preparing to gather the Tian Ji Xuanlong Grass. Only by reaching Xuanlong Mountain and joining the many strong Xuanjian Sect martial artists would they be safe.
Everyone sat in their places to rest and recover their internal True Qi.
Chu Jianqiu swallowed a few Qi Recovery Pills, circulated the Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique, and refined these pills to restore his internal True Qi.
Qi Recovery Pills are a type of pill that can quickly restore internal True Qi.
In the battle with Ouyang Yuan, he had consumed a lot of True Qi. Without the help of pills, it would take him at least two to three days to fully recover his True Qi.
The medicinal power of these Qi Recovery Pills was very strong, allowing for a quick recovery of internal True Qi, but they were also very expensive. If sold in the Xuanjian Sect's Treasure Pavilion, these Qi Recovery Pills would cost at least thirty contribution points each.
However, these Qi Recovery Pills were all refined by Chu Jianqiu himself. Not only were they twice as effective as those in the Treasure Pavilion, but the cost of refining them was much lower.
A batch of pills, when broken down to each Qi Recovery Pill, cost only three contribution points.
Tan Youxin and others, seeing the endless supply of pills on Chu Jianqiu's person, and the variety of types, felt envious. It seemed like a mobile pharmacy, and the treatment of direct disciples was indeed different. Compared to them, the inner disciples were worlds apart.
They didn't know that all these pills were refined by Chu Jianqiu himself. Even for ordinary direct disciples, resources wouldn't be as abundant as his. Even Zuoqiu Lianzhu probably couldn't match him.
After all, Chu Jianqiu was not only an alchemist but also a talisman and array master. If he needed money, he could quickly earn it by refining a batch of spirit talismans and pills. How could ordinary people compare to him?
Talisman making, array setting, and alchemy were the most profitable professions in the Heavenly Martial Continent. Mastering any one of them could bring a steady stream of wealth. Chu Jianqiu mastered all three, so he would never lack money. If he wished, he could become the richest person in the entire Xuanjian Sect.
After meditating for the duration of an incense stick, Chu Jianqiu completely refined the few Qi Recovery Pills in his body, and his internal True Qi was fully restored to its peak state.